Grunt

I want to share one of my experiences with corporal punishment during my high school years in a medium size Texas town. I had been paddled by teacher in the hallway a couple of time and while it was pretty embarrassing and it stung a bit it wasn’t all that bad a price to pay for the infraction and parents weren’t notified if you were paddled by a teacher. I really didn’t think that a paddling was a very big deal until I was sent to the principal’s office for the first time.

After arriving at the office with my note from the teacher I gave it to the secretary and I was told to sit in the waiting area in the outer office. The secretary informed the principal that I was there and I waited for what seemed like forever (In reality it was probably only about 10 minutes).

The silence in the office was broken with the sound of a “pop”. The sound was one that I was familiar with but for some reason in seemed different. There was a total of four “pops” and shortly after a boy who was a little older than me exited the office with the principal. I could see that the boy was crying as he walked out of the office and down the hall. Then I heard the principal call me name and I think that my heart stopped for a second. I followed him into the office and I sat down in a chair in front of his desk. I had been sent to the office for skipping school and I got the lecture on the importance of being in class and learning ect ect….

Then i was given the choice of 6 pops with the paddle or a two week suspension. I was a pretty good student and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to pass all of my classes with the suspension. I asked if my parents would be notified if I took the paddle and I was told that they would not have to notified because I was 17 years old (In Texas you are considered an adult at 17).

I was given a couple of minute to think about my decision. I knew that it had to be the paddle but I couldn’t say it until the asked me twice for my answer.

He then called in his secretary as a witness since I am a female and informed her my upcoming punishment. He got the paddled out of his desk drawer and began to walk around to my side of the desk. The paddle was varnished wood about 24″ long, 3/4 ” think and about 4″ wide, it is a very intimidating instrument even before it has any real impact on you.

I was wearing a cotton dress that stopped just above the knees and a pair of cotton panties. They provided very little protection for my nice round bottom. I have a very nice round butt and I suddenly felt very uncomfortable sticking it in the air for this man to stare at and smack. I was told to stand up and bend over the desk.

I decided that I was going to take this paddling with a little attitude and without breaking down to show him it wasn’t a big deal to me. I bent over the desk and I arched my back so that my bottom was jetting out round and full. I felt the paddled touch the lower part of my ass. The principal rubbed the paddled against my ass a couple of time. At this point I thought I was ready for the paddling. Then he rared back and the first pop came down.

I heard the pop connect with my lightly covered ass and it was immediately followed by the sharp burning on my bottom. It made me gasp, I wasn’t as prepared as I thought. The feel of his paddle was much worse than I had excepted. I still thought I could show him though. I made sure my ass was sticking up good and me lined up delivered the second pop. The second pop made me lot out a whimper and my ass was flaming.

I then felt him place his hand in the small of my back and push it down so that my ass arched up nicely for him as it was before. He landed the third pop in the same spot as the first two and I began to openly cry. At this point I was caring too much about how I looked to him only how my ass was feeling.

He positioned me again and I stayed in position with my ass sticking up to accept the full force of the blow. After the 4th pop had landed I was bawling loudly and I couldn’t stop. I had been broken and I didn’t care about shame. He told me to stick my ass out good for the last one and that the last one would be one that I wouldn’t forget for a long time. I was crying and my legs were shaking as I felt him line the paddle up for the finale. I tried to move my ass down so that it wasn’t so exposed and he threatened me with an extra pop if I didn’t get it stuck up and out and leave it there. I pushed my bottom up into good position for him and i waited.

As he swung the last pop I remember that I actually heard him grunt during the swing. When it connected it felt like it lifted my feet off the ground. I let out a scream and I laid there over the desk blubbering and crying with my hands clinched in a fist. When I was allowed to stand up after about 30 seconds my hands grabbed my ass and began rubbing it right there in front of him and the secretary. He signed my note and walked me to the front door and told me to go to class. The next thing I knew I was in the outer office, still crying, still rubbing my bottom. I was totally humiliated and i know that everyone was looking at me because they had heard the pops being given.

On the way to class I stopped and checked my bottom to find that it was a little bruised. I felt the results of this paddling for the next couple of days.